Little ol' me

Little ol' me

Sunday 16 January 2011

wellies, weather and wet dog

Just got back from taking the dog for a walk and looks like I made it just in time. It was just a drizzle when we were out now it's chucking it down! Carla doesn't mind the rain to much, but I think she prefers wearing her coat if we need to go out in it.

It was a better walk than we had the other day. Carla runs free across the fields and nature reserve as she has to much energy for me to try and walk her on the lead. We got to the top of the nature reserve the other day and Carla wanted to go and say hello to a Whippet that was coming from the other way. The owner freaked. Held the dog behind her back and was doing her best to stay as far away from Carla as possible, screeching "No! Get back!" over and over again. Carla's a friendly dog, but no-one sees that. They just see the Staff in her and get scared. And that's all because of bad owners mistreating their dogs and giving the breed a bad name.

Today was better though. She did stay on the lead as we were walking with my fiance's mums dog and she's an oldie who doesn't really tolerate much silliness from Carla. We decided to go down by the canals, though I think we should have took a different route...there were so many people fishing! Every 10 feet or so. And not fishing like I know it, with a rod and reel. They had a rod, but it slotted into longer poles and they just held it over the canals. They must have reached 15 feet. I don't mind people fishing, but we did have to stop every time we came near one so they could move these poles out the way!

I think the weather was helping them. There always seem to be more people fishing when it's raining than at any other time. Now if I fished, I'd like to do it when it's nice weather! I hate sitting about in the rain, but then again I don't have the patience to sit there for hours and possibly not catch anything.

I know this entry's been a little dull, but not a lot has happened. It was a little insight into my lazy Sunday anyway :-)

Monday 10 January 2011

Presentation and depression

Today I had to go into Uni for a group presentation on a case study of our choice.
We chose to study Johnny, a 4 yr old who gets on well with peers but isn't developing as fast as the rest of his class. I won't go into details as it's not that interesting.

We all had our areas of research to present as briefly as possible, bearing in mind we had a group of 6 and only a 10 minute presentation. My material has been done since the end of last semester. I prepared one slide with bullet points and wrote myself a script to follow so I could elaborate on those bullet points. Rehearsing at home I think I bored the dog but I could read my slide in one minute, which gave me 30 seconds spare.

My history of presentations hasnt gone well. I get incredibly nervous, my hands and body shake visably, my voice wobbles and I fidget, but I believed today I would be OK as there were 5 other people standing there with me......WRONG!! I was fine until it cam to my turn to talk and as per usual my nerves got the better off me. I could see the lecturer watching me carefully and I hope she understood what I said I really do. I don't want to be marked down for rushing it. My hands shook so badly I couldn't even read my script.

Typically after a presentation is over, people are happy. Its done and dusted with, don't need to worry no more. I came out of that room more depressed than when I went in. Recently, my self confidence hasn't been at an all time high and I've been doubting my ability to succeed in my chosen career. So I came with an alternative. If I can't achieve my chosen career maybe I could lecture in Investigative Psychology. But after today my confidence has hit rock bottom.If I can't talk to 30 people for one minute about Vygotsky's Socio-cultural Theory then how can I talk to 150+ students for 1-2 hours on Investigative Psychology??? How am I going to cope if I ever have to give a presentation at work in the future??? I'm depressed, disappointed and disgusted with myself.,

I believe now might be the time to seek some sort of help with public speaking. There's another presentation this semester in research methods, and I'm dreading it already and hoping it's not an individual one. All I feel like doing now is curling up in a ball under the duvet and balling my eyes out at my pathetic attempt to appear professional. Maybe I should book and appointment with the University Counsellor......